Cursed Object Phasmophobia Novels & Stories

Jealousy reared its ugly head and I forced the feeling back. “The young ones don't know. I took a human companion every few decades, and Keren's mother is one of them.” Gently, he untangled me from him and put enough space between us. “There's more, Vi.” He said at my confused look. “There’s a curse. I have had fourteen mates and I have killed every one of them.”

She screamed, making list of the people flinch and younger children cry in fright. "But you know what, I will leave and you will never see me again. Of course I won't leave without a gift for your unborn child, whether male or female, the child shall not experience the feeling of full wolf transformation. You can try to break the curse but you will fail and you will also beg to find me and you will also fail. This is my parting gift to you," she smiled deviously and just within a blink of an eye, Rebecca was gone. ~JASON~

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

But peace was not part of the divine plan. Just as her hand reached for the stack of flimsy disposable cups, a cold ripple passed through her. She froze. Not the kind of cold from overworked air conditioning. No. This was spectral cold. An aura. It slithered through her spine, across her skin, and into the back of her mind like static on an old television. Her jaw clenched. "Nope. Nope. Not today." Because lately, very lately, things had gotten visually terrifying. The ghosts, the figures, half-formed whispers standing near the vending machine. And lately… they were getting bolder. Clearer. Solid, even.

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Please Rhea, it is much safer if you stay inside my Cabin. I will put traps outside so that in case someone attempts to come here, they will surely die before killing you. And I promise to come earlier." ------------------------------------------ RHEA POV He disappeared into thin air, leaving me behind. Then I started panicking again because I had felt a strange feeling... something that I had experienced before. It was when I saw the man with a disfigured face. As I looked around, I felt dizzy and I heard footsteps. There is no way I want to see that man again, not in my dream or in real life. I escaped through the window and ran towards the forest in panic. I have no idea where I am headi

Everything in my field of vision blurs a little from the venom in the forsaken bite and I have to keep blinking in order to clear it. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' I think and my wolf laughs at me. I swear I can see a smile on her face as she takes over. "Whatever you're thinking about me, you can stop it right now Celeste.." I tell her. She rolls her eyes and her speed is incorporated into our body. We leave the forsaken behind and circle back to the river to grab our things and maybe even cross. The venom is slowly working its way through my body and I can feel it as it burns through my system.

She decided to warn the boy beforehand . He was tall,fair,well-built with blue eyes and golden hair.Oops!!No,no she didn't want to discourage him she needed to reduce the weight on her bossom at least. She was in undergarments already.Sam looked at her wildly.He carried her till her room and she instructed the path.He tried to open her upper garment but she insisted to delay.She had a fear She had never allowed Ned .It took her few seconds to convince herself that Ned was dead and gone.There was nothing paranormal about Joseph's death other than a chandelier dropping on his head .It was not a miracle that she escaped without injuries but a co-incidence.Before she realised Sam was kissing her

I can't let her come in-between my senses of reasoning. I paced to the study room and picked up the book I have on my table. I have not been able to get to another page. I am just at one page ever since. The curse is something I wouldn't love anyone to know about because I don't know how to break it. The curse is a difficult thing and now that she has known, the bond from our fate would act as a catalyst to put us together. I couldn't really concentrate on the book. I will open a page, read small. Before I know it, I am already thinking heavily again.

The demons were known for a particular trait; ruthlessness. With a forlorn look,she trudged back to the spot where she had been standing. At that moment however,a thought occured to her. She rushed to the trapdoor where Rebecca came out from... In her rush,she tripped and fell on the floor. 'Ouch...' She massaged her temples, the floor was sure hard. "Damn you" She cursed under her breath. She made to stand up when a glowing object caught her attention.. What was it? She tried stretching her hand to carry it from underneath the table,but she couldn't. It was puzzling; the object was close and yet she couldn't get a hold of it. 'Hmmph,' With a grunt, she stretched her hand for the second time